When League of Legends Comes to American Comics

Chapter 182 Black clouds

Being in charge of an entire project all by myself sounds like a good idea.

But only when you sit in this seat, you will understand how much you need to bear.

Especially, when the project is not going well, but you have to stay here and die with the project.

Coulson got up from his seat, rubbed his heavy shoulders, then pushed open the door and walked to the deployment area outside.

The defense facilities here have been more and more perfect after three days of leak checking and filling. The improvement here mainly refers to communication and cooperation with other local departments.

The whole process of perfection seemed to be dredging the sewer that had been clogged for years, but the effect was quite obvious. At least as a commander, he hadn't heard any news of a drunk trying to break into it for a long time.

The policemen on the outermost perimeter finally played the role they should play.

But this is only to help Coulson isolate some external noises. Looking at the hammer surrounded by layers, Coulson rubbed his temples with some headaches. He has no money at all on core issues. progress.

What exactly is this hammer, he still hasn't figured it out;
Because this thing can't be moved at all, they thought of many ways to move out the most high-tech equipment in the bureau, but they couldn't move the hammer even a little bit, and they couldn't even cut a small piece of the hammer.

If you can't research, you can't trace the source, and if you can't trace the source, you can't follow up with other progress.

"That damned hammer!"

Coulson raised his head, and at the highest point of the entire defense facility, there was a figure overlooking the entire site.

He didn't know whether it was due to psychological reasons, or the thorn had begun to disturb his judgment. He always felt that it was not a very good thing to have someone watching him from above his head every day.

Especially when this person is also suspected of being a spy.

Thinking of this, Coulson froze for a moment, why use this 'also'?
The next moment, Nan Ke's joking words seemed to be remembered in his ears, and he whispered to himself:

"Spy, how could it be me?"

Coulson shook his head, suddenly amused by his own thoughts, what does it mean if he is a spy?
It means that his direct boss, the current director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, is also a spy!
After all, I have been following his orders all the time, but how could it happen on Earth that the top leader of an organization is a spy?

On the contrary, if this dead eagle is a spy, it seems to be more in line with the aesthetics and logic of the public!

Coulson looked up at the figure again, but this time, he found that the figure who had been half lying on the railing suddenly stood up, and seemed to be looking up at something in the distance.

"Have you found anything?"

Coulson communicated using his tiny headset.

"Have."

"What a discovery!"

Coulson asked a little excitedly, but then he seemed to be aware of his emotional fluctuations. He cleared his throat and said calmly, "Is someone coming to grab the hammer, or is it someone coming to get the hammer?"

Robbery, possibly other agencies or terrorist groups;
Take, that's a little more complicated.

"Maybe it has nothing to do with the hammer." Hawkeye pursed his lips, and said again: "It may also have something to do with it. Anyway, I think you should come up and see for yourself."

"I don't have such good eyesight as yours. Tell me now, what did you see?"

"There's a telescope up there."

"." Coulson.

In the end, Coulson took the hammer elevator to the upper floor, which was as tall as the roof of an ordinary ten-story building.

This height may not be a big deal in New York, but in this open plain terrain, you can almost open the perspective of God.

As soon as he came up, Coulson saw the discovery that Hawkeye said.

In the southwest direction, about tens of kilometers away from here, there is a very strange black cloud floating.

And the weirdest thing is not its color, but this cloud, which is rolling like a living thing.

"Use this to see a little more clearly."

With a serious expression, Hawkeye took out a monocular and handed it to Coulson.

Coulson took it and placed it in front of his right eye.

This seemingly ordinary telescope contained the hard work of countless outstanding scientists. When Coulson opened his right eye again, he suddenly had a sense of being there.

The black cloud layer is not so much a cloud, but a thick layer of black curtain, and a blower is placed behind the black curtain, blowing the black curtain with maximum power.

Coulson gritted his teeth subconsciously, feeling an inexplicable anxiety and fear in his heart.

And when he moved the binoculars and turned his gaze to the bottom of the black screen, his face suddenly became a little pale.

"Did you see that?"

Coulson asked in a dry voice.

"Saw."

Hawkeye nodded, "But you can look at the number under the telescope, it will tell you that this village is about 50 kilometers away from us, and even if you go there now, it will be too late."

Coulson gritted his teeth and did not answer, but continued to watch.

Under the agitation of the blower, the black curtain looked like boiling magma. Occasionally, black tornado-like tentacles rushed out of the black curtain, heading towards the village below.

Because of the occlusion, Coulson couldn't see clearly what damage those 'tentacles' caused after they went down, but it is conceivable that this black cloud that suddenly appeared could not be a good thing.

After a while, Coulson put down the binoculars and looked at the ground under his feet with a gloomy expression.

"What the hell is this?" Hawkeye glanced a little suspiciously, then pointed to the hammer below, "Has something to do with it?"

Although his skills are many times stronger than Coulson's, within S.H.I.E.L.D., his rank is one level lower than Coulson's, and he is subject to more restrictions when consulting related documents and materials.

So to be honest, Coulson definitely knows more than he does than 'knowledge'.

"I can't rule out this possibility, but" Coulson seemed to have thought of something, but he didn't tell Hawkeye, but said to him: "Notify the people nearby and ask them to be alert."

"Where's there?" Hawkeye pointed in the direction of the black cloud.

"No matter what the situation is over there, our first task is to protect this place."

Coulson said and started to walk towards the elevator, "I'm going to report to the bureau now."

'Ding'

After getting out of the elevator, Coulson returned to his command room with a gloomy expression, and then directly locked the door from the inside.

After confirming the absolute silence, he hesitated for a moment, and took out his mobile phone instead of touching the communicator on the command room.

"Hey?"

(End of this chapter)